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in on her\ Barry had laughed off Marianne's accusations, condemning Jill as a rampant lesbian who'd never take any interest in men. God, how right he was!
    'I don't think you're hypnotized!' Jill said accusingly as she sat before the girl and gazed at the swell of her red panties. 'If you were, you wouldn't hesitate - you'd follow my orders and slip your knickers off. I don't know much about hypnosis, but I do know that you're faking it!'
    Swallowing hard, Marianne peeled her tight panties away from her soft mound, determined now to take her deception further - to fool all those who discovered the mystical word. She had nothing to lose, she convinced herself as she slipped her panties down her shapely thighs, revealing her sparse blonde pubes, her pink pussy-slit, to her young lesbian friend.
    No one would know what she'd done. As far as Jill was concerned, even Marianne, in her hypnotic state, would know nothing. Only Jill will know about this, she thought as she slipped her panties over her ankles and kicked them aside. Hopefully, only Jill will sense the stab of guilt
    'Let's go into the lounge,' Jill suggested, clutching the vibrator as she led her slave through the hall. 'You'll be far more comfortable on the sofa.' Marianne followed the other girl, her heart thumping hard against her chest, her hands trembling, her womb fluttering as she imagined lying on the sofa with her sexuality bared to another woman, the vibrator taking her to orgasm.
    Although she'd never used the sex-toy, the thought of doing so had crossed her mind once or twice. She recalled the morning when Barry had sucked her clitoris into his mouth and fingered her inner vaginal flesh, and the phone had rung - destroying her climax, their planned lovemaking. He'd rushed off to the office leaving her on a sexual high, desperate for orgasm. But she'd not found the courage to use the vibrator to bring her the much-needed relief she craved.
    'Lie on the sofa with your legs open wide,' Jill instructed, breaking Marianne's reverie. Marianne sat down, reclining and parting her thighs as the girl settled between her feet and gazed appreciatively at Marianne's gaping vulva.
    All thoughts of Barry and John faded as she sensed Jill's fingers probing between her swelling pussy lips. All thoughts of the real world, of right and wrong, drifted into obscurity as, for the first time in her life, a female finger penetrated her young sex-sheath, absorbing the inner heat of her spasming vagina.
    Her head back, her legs spread wide, Marianne opened the feminine centre of her young body, offering herself completely to Jill. Her racked mind seemed to settle now, to calm and accept the incredible situation - this lesbian coupling. As Jill's finger massaged Marianne's fleshy sex-duct, inducing torrents of creamy fluid to secrete from her inner nectaries, Marianne closed her eyes, surrendering to complete and utter submission.
    Tve dreamed of doing this to you,' Jill confessed softly as she slipped a second finger into Marianne's quivering body, stretching her glistening vaginal flesh open. 'Many times I've thought about you, imagined your pussy, with me fingering your beautiful pussy-hole. But I'd never dreamed that I'd be able to send you into a hypnotic trance at the drop of a word and have your beautiful body all to myself like this!'
    Marianne had never dreamed that she'd be deceiving people like this, let alone offering her young vagina to another girl! As the sensations of lesbian sex welled, she opened her mouth, her full red lips dry as she gasped and her womb contracted. Her mind ran amok again, confusing her, torturing her. This is so right! No, this is wrong! Not a lesbian! No, no - yes!
    As she heard the vibrator softly buzz, her heart leaped and she opened her eyes a little, spying on the fresh young girl wielding the beautiful humming phallus, moving the pink tip ever closer to Marianne's yawning sex-groove - her stiffening clitoris.
    Whatever John had had in mind